I’ve lost it I’ve ******* lost it I’ve got no control over myself It don’t make any sense I’ve lost touch with reality
Reality What the **** is real? I have no control It’s gone
My brain It controls me I can’t rely on my senses My brain makes them go away My worst enemy Myself My brain I can’t trust it It’s taking over What’s real around here, and what did I make up?
I’ve lost touch with reality Everything is gone
When I wrote it I hadn't had a psychosis yet, but now that I have I can say that this is kind of like this